When I was visiting my native Sweden, last Fall, I rode trains quite a few times. Before that, it had been ages since I was on a train, but as I visited several places — not only my home town — it was convenient.
At first, I didn’t think much of it, except one thing that I found striking: My niece picked me up at Kastrup Airport in Copenhagen, and we took a train over to Sweden. The train itself was very new … very modern and comfortable … but what I noticed the most was that everyone was so connected. They all wore head phones and seemed to be texting on their iPhones or whatever brand they had.
Gerry and I often talk about, and try to imagine bringing our parents back to life today. Since they died before this whole electronic revolution started, they’d be lost! First off; they wouldn’t know what ‘online’ meant –what people were talking about when they said they’d go online … then … if they saw all these people with their little devices, looking totally cut off from reality, they’d be baffled! Not to mention the ones with hands-free, connected to their ears — they would think they all were self-chatters!
A few days later, I took a train up to Stockholm, and again … a few more days later, from Stockholm up north to Härnösand, which is my hometown. Those two train rides were fairly long — the last one, about four hours. Now in hindsight, I realize that I hardly noticed those trips. Why?! I had my computer! They had WiFi and beside every seat were electrical outlets … perhaps there were USB too, but I didn’t need it.
You know when you’re online, how time flies?! I did my stuff there as I do here at home … wrote emails, was on Facebook … probably blogged too! That trip from down south up to Stockholm, I could at least have paid more attention to the landscape, because that’s a part of Sweden where I’ve never been. I do remember that it was pouring rain, though.
I used to enjoy «people watching» when travelling … in airports and on trains. That didn’t happen this time — at least not on the trains! In the airports I had ample time to sit around and just gaze. I’d seen to that I wouldn’t have to rush … so that each stop-over would be comfortable. It’s not only the running between gates, but also being nervous, when you’re not such an experienced traveller. Eleven hours in Iceland was a bit over the top though! 🙂
Both of these photos were shot outside the Central Station in Stockholm. My camera and computer were in my back-pack so they were always close and handy.